Chapter 807 Strong Heart
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Lao Zuo
Catalonia
Harvey stood beside Iniesta, looking at Messi who was training harder than ever on the court: "This should be stimulated by that guy Lindy?"
"What do you think? Young people, how come there is no time to compete with each other?" Iniesta smiled and shook his head.
"Haven't you heard? The guy in Madrid is even more exaggerated. He has already made a request and doesn't even participate in the rotation."
Iniesta frowned. The Melo dispute has been going on for a long time, and they are also happy to see someone who can stimulate Messi and let him go further.
Instead of being like this now, just acting as an absolute genius on the court, like a scoring machine.
The stage of La Liga is not big, he has always believed that Messi should appear in the Spanish national team.
In this way, the stages of the European Cup and the World Cup are enough for Messi to perform, instead of the current situation where the Copa America is blocked and the World Cup is blocked.
Argentina has always been a super football country, with countless players playing in the five major leagues, but this is not Argentina that has always been united.
Because there are too many veteran players in the team, even if their strength is slightly inferior, the gap will not be too big.
On the other hand, the Portuguese kid, after taking over the mantle of Figo, without a word, he carried the flag of Portugal alone and competed in the cup alone.
A united Portugal, a disunited Argentina.
A football foundation is weak, and a god-sent football kingdom has similar results?
He shook his head, thinking about the recent years, the team has not been able to make further progress in the Champions League for three consecutive years.
Every time I encounter a big competition, I always take a deep breath.
It is because, every time he encounters a competition, this hard-working little guy doesn't have enough heart and courage to stand up.
"I don't know when he will be able to have a strong heart, a heart that can not fear any strong team?"
Harvey also looked serious: "You have also discovered that this kid has no problem with his skills at all. With his talent, as long as he trains normally, he will be at an unparalleled level in the world. This is a treasure given to Argentina by God, but the same, he Lack of a strong heart."
Harvey and Iniesta sighed and were speechless. They led the standings from the beginning of this season, and they didn't give Real Madrid much chance at all.
Looking at it this way, the league championship seems to be within reach, but the Champions League has become a boulder weighing on the hearts of everyone in Barcelona.
Ou Ni sauce?
This weird saying came from the far east, and it is very profound!
At this time, Busquets appeared behind the two of them: "That guy Chris is generally good at football, and his physical fitness is nothing more than relying on his strong heart and self-discipline to get to the present."
Harvey turned his head: "What's the use? Didn't you get educated by Lindy?"
"Aren't we?"
The three of them were speechless, doubting their lives.
...
Liverpool
Lindy finally finished a day of training and was resting on the grass with De Gea, Maguire, Henderson and Ronaldinho.
Behind them was Irene who brought towels and ice water to several people, and Shirley, Sauron, and Wu Tengko who were packing up the training props on the court.
The setting sun was slowly struggling to get off work from the distant horizon, and the reflected red glow fell in the eyes of several people, which was naturally the beautiful Liverpool red.
Ronaldinho's 33-year-old player feels younger with a group of players under the age of 23.
"I really envy your physical fitness." In the training just now, he was the only one who had to take a break from time to time, but Lindy and the others followed Sauron's training plan completely, and didn't need extra time to rest at all.
Xiao Luo thanked Irene for the ice water, and closed his eyes comfortably: "I was much braver than I am now."
Several people saw Irene returning to the room with a smile, and Henderson straightened up: "You mean the four-person battle in China?"
Maguire raised his eyebrows: "Seven times a night?"
De Gea left and right, and asked in a low voice: "They said, when you were in South Africa, six people lay on the bed at once?"
Lindy's eyelashes moved slightly, and he didn't get up to join in the fun, but the eyes under the eyelids seemed to be rolling around, as if he was listening very seriously.
"Ahahahaha, so my brother and I still have so many heroic deeds spread? Let me tell you..." Ronaldinho beamed and began to impart experience and knowledge other than football.
Irene watched a few people frolicking in the sunset from the window sill on the second floor, caressing her stomach, but there was a little worry on her face.
Because, tomorrow, except for that old pervert, everyone else here will report to the national team.
Lindy is no exception.
Sometimes, she always thinks, in fact, it is good to have no national team competitions. Most of the club competitions are in China, so Lindy can basically stay with him at home all year round.
But that was just a thought.
The next day, several people went to the national team to report.
Several people took Lindy's private jet to London, and then took off from there to send De Gea to Madrid.
It's just that Lindy didn't expect that Ronaldinho would come with him crying and shouting.
Last night, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. If Lindy and the others left, would he have to face Wu Tengzi and Shirley's training alone? ?
So early the next morning, when Lin Di and others were about to go out, Ronaldinho was already wearing a pair of sunglasses, waiting "chicly" at the door of Lin Di's house.
But after landing, Lindy looked at another fat man in a floral shirt, beach pants and sunglasses, and was speechless.
"Wow, dear Lin, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you here for a long time, yo, isn't this our nightclub king... No, Ronaldinho?"
Xiao Luo looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, "Lin, what kind of situation is this?"
Lindy shook his head: "I don't even know."
But the old man quickly stepped forward and squeezed between Lindy and Ronaldinho: "Don't look at me with such eyes, I have trained those bastards very hard. But it's getting stronger."
"You don't know, just to teach passing and catching, the boys from Huaxia had to practice for more than a month before they could barely learn it. The basic skills are too weak."
Lao Ma talked to Lin Di endlessly, as if he was reporting to the chairman, but the other hand quietly handed Xiao Luo a note.
Today, all his financial power belongs to his daughter, and even the living expenses for his ex-girlfriend and son are paid by his daughter.
His original intention of coming here was to find Lindy to solve his personal financial problems, and come out to have fun by the way.
But as soon as he saw Ronaldinho, he knew he had come to the right place.
Xiao Luo looked down at the note, and immediately showed a smile on his face when he met his confidant:
The top floor of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, 22 people, swimsuit party, 8 US dollars.
......
Harvey stood beside Iniesta, looking at Messi who was training harder than ever on the court: "This should be stimulated by that guy Lindy?"
"What do you think? Young people, how come there is no time to compete with each other?" Iniesta smiled and shook his head.
"Haven't you heard? The guy in Madrid is even more exaggerated. He has already made a request and doesn't even participate in the rotation."
Iniesta frowned. The Melo dispute has been going on for a long time, and they are also happy to see someone who can stimulate Messi and let him go further.
Instead of being like this now, just acting as an absolute genius on the court, like a scoring machine.
The stage of La Liga is not big, he has always believed that Messi should appear in the Spanish national team.
In this way, the stages of the European Cup and the World Cup are enough for Messi to perform, instead of the current situation where the Copa America is blocked and the World Cup is blocked.
Argentina has always been a super football country, with countless players playing in the five major leagues, but this is not Argentina that has always been united.
Because there are too many veteran players in the team, even if their strength is slightly inferior, the gap will not be too big.
On the other hand, the Portuguese kid, after taking over the mantle of Figo, without a word, he carried the flag of Portugal alone and competed in the cup alone.
A united Portugal, a disunited Argentina.
A football foundation is weak, and a god-sent football kingdom has similar results?
He shook his head, thinking about the recent years, the team has not been able to make further progress in the Champions League for three consecutive years.
Every time I encounter a big competition, I always take a deep breath.
It is because, every time he encounters a competition, this hard-working little guy doesn't have enough heart and courage to stand up.
"I don't know when he will be able to have a strong heart, a heart that can not fear any strong team?"
Harvey also looked serious: "You have also discovered that this kid has no problem with his skills at all. With his talent, as long as he trains normally, he will be at an unparalleled level in the world. This is a treasure given to Argentina by God, but the same, he Lack of a strong heart."
Harvey and Iniesta sighed and were speechless. They led the standings from the beginning of this season, and they didn't give Real Madrid much chance at all.
Looking at it this way, the league championship seems to be within reach, but the Champions League has become a boulder weighing on the hearts of everyone in Barcelona.
Ou Ni sauce?
This weird saying came from the far east, and it is very profound!
At this time, Busquets appeared behind the two of them: "That guy Chris is generally good at football, and his physical fitness is nothing more than relying on his strong heart and self-discipline to get to the present."
Harvey turned his head: "What's the use? Didn't you get educated by Lindy?"
"Aren't we?"
The three of them were speechless, doubting their lives.
...
Liverpool
Lindy finally finished a day of training and was resting on the grass with De Gea, Maguire, Henderson and Ronaldinho.
Behind them was Irene who brought towels and ice water to several people, and Shirley, Sauron, and Wu Tengko who were packing up the training props on the court.
The setting sun was slowly struggling to get off work from the distant horizon, and the reflected red glow fell in the eyes of several people, which was naturally the beautiful Liverpool red.
Ronaldinho's 33-year-old player feels younger with a group of players under the age of 23.
"I really envy your physical fitness." In the training just now, he was the only one who had to take a break from time to time, but Lindy and the others followed Sauron's training plan completely, and didn't need extra time to rest at all.
Xiao Luo thanked Irene for the ice water, and closed his eyes comfortably: "I was much braver than I am now."
Several people saw Irene returning to the room with a smile, and Henderson straightened up: "You mean the four-person battle in China?"
Maguire raised his eyebrows: "Seven times a night?"
De Gea left and right, and asked in a low voice: "They said, when you were in South Africa, six people lay on the bed at once?"
Lindy's eyelashes moved slightly, and he didn't get up to join in the fun, but the eyes under the eyelids seemed to be rolling around, as if he was listening very seriously.
"Ahahahaha, so my brother and I still have so many heroic deeds spread? Let me tell you..." Ronaldinho beamed and began to impart experience and knowledge other than football.
Irene watched a few people frolicking in the sunset from the window sill on the second floor, caressing her stomach, but there was a little worry on her face.
Because, tomorrow, except for that old pervert, everyone else here will report to the national team.
Lindy is no exception.
Sometimes, she always thinks, in fact, it is good to have no national team competitions. Most of the club competitions are in China, so Lindy can basically stay with him at home all year round.
But that was just a thought.
The next day, several people went to the national team to report.
Several people took Lindy's private jet to London, and then took off from there to send De Gea to Madrid.
It's just that Lindy didn't expect that Ronaldinho would come with him crying and shouting.
Last night, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. If Lindy and the others left, would he have to face Wu Tengzi and Shirley's training alone? ?
So early the next morning, when Lin Di and others were about to go out, Ronaldinho was already wearing a pair of sunglasses, waiting "chicly" at the door of Lin Di's house.
But after landing, Lindy looked at another fat man in a floral shirt, beach pants and sunglasses, and was speechless.
"Wow, dear Lin, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you here for a long time, yo, isn't this our nightclub king... No, Ronaldinho?"
Xiao Luo looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, "Lin, what kind of situation is this?"
Lindy shook his head: "I don't even know."
But the old man quickly stepped forward and squeezed between Lindy and Ronaldinho: "Don't look at me with such eyes, I have trained those bastards very hard. But it's getting stronger."
"You don't know, just to teach passing and catching, the boys from Huaxia had to practice for more than a month before they could barely learn it. The basic skills are too weak."
Lao Ma talked to Lin Di endlessly, as if he was reporting to the chairman, but the other hand quietly handed Xiao Luo a note.
Today, all his financial power belongs to his daughter, and even the living expenses for his ex-girlfriend and son are paid by his daughter.
His original intention of coming here was to find Lindy to solve his personal financial problems, and come out to have fun by the way.
But as soon as he saw Ronaldinho, he knew he had come to the right place.
Xiao Luo looked down at the note, and immediately showed a smile on his face when he met his confidant:
The top floor of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, 22 people, swimsuit party, 8 US dollars.
......
